"Let's get a divorce. She's back." On the second anniversary of their marriage, Elizabeth was ruthlessly abandoned by Max Hart. She hid the pregnancy test and disappeared from his world. Unexpectedly, Max went crazy from this day on, looking for her all over the world. One day, he saw the woman he had been looking for a long time passing by happily with a baby. "Whose child is this?" Max roared with red eyes.
In the Hodge City.
At the Harris Hospital.
"Congratulations, you are pregnant. The baby is healthy."
Elizabeth Blaine squeezed the pregnancy test report in her hand, looking slightly stunned.
Pregnant? Elizabeth was surprised and delighted. She couldn't believe it.
"You will need to come over regularly for reexamination before you give birth to it. Where is the father? Call him in. There's something he needs to know."
The doctor's words brought Elizabeth back to her senses. She smiled embarrassingly, "My husband didn't come over today."
"Oh? I guess he is too busy with work. But family comes first, and then is the work."
Elizabeth came out of the hospital. It was drizzling outside. Elizabeth touched her lower abdomen and still couldn't believe it.
There was a life growing in her body.
It was her and Max's baby.
The phone rang. It was Max. He sent her a message.
"It's raining. Bring me an umbrella to this address."
Elizabeth checked the address on her phone. It was a club called Stary Club.
What was this place? He said he was going to have a meeting today. Was he having the meeting there?
However, Elizabeth didn't wonder too much. She asked Jamie, the driver of the Hart family, to take her to that address.
"You go back first."
"Mrs. Hart, don't you need me to wait for you? How will you go back afterward?"
Elizabeth shook her head, "Don't worry. I can take Max's car later."
Since she came to look for Max, she should wait for him to go home together.
Jamie got back to the car and left.
The drizzle had turned into a pouring rain.
Elizabeth held an umbrella and walked to the gate of the club.
It was a high-end billiards club only open to its members. Elizabeth was stopped by security at the door.
"Sorry, Ma'am. Please show me your membership card."
Elizabeth had to come out and send Max a message.
"I'm here. Are you still busy? The security doesn't let me in. I will wait for you downstairs."
She put the phone back in her bag and stood by the gate. Staring at the rain, she was thinking about her pregnancy.
"Should I tell him when he comes out later? Or, wait till his birthday as a big surprise?" Thought Elizabeth.
Elizabeth indulged in her thoughts. She didn't know that she had become the laughingstock of some people upstairs.
A group of people stood by the window, looking downstairs at her.
"Max, your wife is quite competent. She actually delivered an umbrella as required. She doesn't think you'll get caught in the rain without an umbrella, right?"
"Wow, she loves you so much that she even ignores logic."
"Bullshit."
A lazy and low voice came from the corner of the booth. It was Max Hart, Elizabeth's husband.
Max was tall and had a great body shape. He had an exquisite face. His slightly raised eyes were attractive when he looked at people. He was wearing a gray high-tailored suit with his long legs crossed.
He raised his hand slightly, revealing the exquisite and luxurious watch on his wrist, "Give it back to me."
His friend could only give his phone back to him.
"Tsk. Did you give it back to him already? Keep it longer."
"Come on. If it weren't for Becky being here, you wouldn't even have the chance to take his cell phone in the first place."
People joked and looked at the beautiful, gentle girl in a white dress sitting beside Max. She was Becky Gabriel.
Hearing this, she pursed her lips and smiled. She said gracefully, "You guys are too much. You used his phone to prank his wife and even made fun of me."
The guys didn't intend to let them go. They booed, "We all know you are the most important person to Max."
"That's right. If you don't believe it, ask him yourself. Is it true, Max?"
Becky Gabriel looked at Max expectantly.
Max curled his lips but did not deny it.
Seeing that he did not deny it, the guys booed even more.
"I've already said that. In Max's heart, no one is more important than Becky!"
Amidst the booing of his friends, Max lowered his eyes and quickly sent a message to Elizabeth.
"I don't need the umbrella. Don't wait for me."
Elizabeth was puzzled when she read the message. She replied, "Is there something wrong?"
She lowered her eyes and waited for a while, but Max didn't reply.
Maybe he was too busy.
Elizabeth decided to go back first.
"Wait."
Someone called her from behind. Elizabeth turned her head and saw two stylishly dressed girls walking toward her.
The taller one glanced at her and asked disdainfully, "Are you Elizabeth Blaine?"
Elizabeth was offended by her attitude. She replied coldly, "Who wants to know?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that Becky is back. If you are smart, leave Max."
Elizabeth's pupils shrank.
It had been a long time since she heard this name last time. She almost forgot this person's existence.
The tall girl sensed the change in Elizabeth's emotion. She gave Elizabeth a disdainful look.
"Why are you so surprised? Do you think you are the real Mrs. Hart? You are only Becky's substitute."
Elizabeth bit her lower lip. Her face was pale. She held the umbrella so tight that her fingers turned white.
"Wait! Are you trying to compete with Becky? Don't humiliate yourself. Pack your stuff and move out of the Hart house immediately."
"She has nothing to compare with Becky."
Elizabeth ignored them, turned around, and left.
The yelling and cursing of the two women were drowned out in the rain.
Elizabeth came back home. Lincoln, the butler of the house, opened the door and was startled when he saw a rain-soaked person standing outside. When he recognized it was Elizabeth, he exclaimed, "Mrs. Hart!"
"You are so damp! Come in quickly."
Elizabeth's limbs were numb from the cold. The servants came around her. A servant brought a big towel to cover her body, and another wiped her hair. A group of people gathered around her and were worried.
"Go to prepare a hot bath."
"And cook some hot soup."
The servants were in a mess because Elizabeth was drenched. No one noticed that a car entered the gate of the yard. Not long after that, a long and tall man appeared at the door.
A cold voice sounded.
"What's wrong?"
Elizabeth was sitting on the sofa to wait for the soup. Her long eyelashes trembled when she heard the voice, "Why does he come back?"
"At this time, shouldn't he be with Becky?"
"Sir, Mrs. Hart got caught in the rain."
Have you got caught in the rain?
Max's eyes fell on Elizabeth sitting on the sofa. He walked over.
He frowned when he got close and saw Elizabeth clearly.
Elizabeth was completely soaked. Her long hair stuck wetly to her pale skin, and her original cherry lips were as pale as a sheet.
"What's the matter with you?" Max was upset and asked annoyingly.
Elizabeth tried her best to restrain her emotions before raising her head. She smiled weakly at Max and explained, "The phone is out of battery. On the way back, I met a child who didn't have an umbrella."
Max's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Elizabeth's smile froze.
"The child didn't bring an umbrella, so you give him the umbrella and soak yourself in the rain, right?"
"How old are you? Do you think people will praise you for doing this?"
The servants around looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
Elizabeth lowered her eyes. There were tears in her eyes.
She didn't speak and tried her best to suppress her emotion.
It wasn't until Max came over and hugged her that her hot tears fell on the back of her hand.
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